Xu Yunyan looked at the crying little tiger in front of him and was a little confused.
"What's going on with you? Didn't I sew up your wounds? Why are you still crying so hard?"
Xu Yunyan asked Xiaohu curiously, and Xiaohu looked at Xu Yunyan and started talking.
But before he could say a few words, Xu Yunyan was already covered in goosebumps.
This was because of Xiaohu's twitchy tone.
Xiaohu, who originally commanded the soldiers and horses to gallop around the battlefield without fear, now actually twitched like a weak woman. Xu Yunyan was stimulated by a few words.
However, this lively energy did not last long, and Xiaohu finally expressed his worries.
Hearing Xiaohu say that he was afraid that the soldiers returning home would not be able to bring back the herbs and that his own life would not be saved, he trembled and prayed for Xu Yunyan to save him.
Xu Yunyan looked at Xiaohu's sutured wound and murmured.
"There was no accident. There was no more bleeding. It's just that there are no herbs to speed up the healing of the wound. It wouldn't be much dangerous to just sew it up like this. Why is it like this?"
Xu Yunyan scratched his head and looked at Xiaohu, and Xiaohu pointed to a seriously injured one next to him. Although the bleeding was stopped, the pain still hurt him like an Ottoman soldier.
With his actions, expression, and whether this situation would be transmitted to me, Xiaohu was also afraid.
Being able to survive under such circumstances, he absolutely did not hope that he would die, and then asked cautiously in front of Xu Yunyan.
When Xu Yunyan saw this scene, he chuckled.
"What's the matter with me?
Come on like this! Don't be nervous, nothing will happen to you. "
Although Xu Yunyan said nothing would happen, Xiaohu believed it, but he still looked in the direction of their original city, thinking that he must let that guy go to Donggui City quickly, and he must find it for himself no matter what. Herbs as needed.
But the more Xiaohu thought about it, the soldiers who went to Donggui City to collect medicinal herbs would always encounter something beyond Xiaohu's imagination.
When Donggui City was about to close its gates, a cavalryman rushed over in the distance.
While rushing, he shouted, "Don't close the door, don't close the door."
Although the cavalry was yelling and seeing that his clothes were also their Ottoman cavalry, the gatekeeper did not pay attention. Instead, he continued his work and creaked the gate of their eastward city. Closed.
This time, the cavalryman was broken, and he was yelling at the top of his lungs.
"You bastards, how dare you lock me out. I am Mr. Tiger's personal guard. He arranged for me to come back to get the herbs. If you don't open the city gate immediately, it will delay Mr. Tiger's affairs and none of you will be able to eat." ."
Under the soldier's shouting so loudly, the soldiers on the city gate looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't know what to do for a while.
They didn't expect to offend anyone by just closing a city gate, and he was also the top dignitary in Donggui City, the son of the lord of Donggui City, Xiaohu.
"What should I do?"
All the guards turned to look at the old god above the city gate, shaking his head in the sunset, humming an unknown tune and tapping his fingers on the table.
, a general who plays a bizarre rhythm.
"General, what should we do?"
The general didn't pay attention to his soldiers' questions at all, and continued to shake his head, enjoying the rare peace.
"General?"
"General??"
"General!"
Perhaps he was a little annoyed by his soldiers asking him questions over and over again, so the godly general slapped the table.
"You are really fooling around. The sage has something to say..."
Immediately there was a long list, and the words that Osman could not appear at all were murmured by the noisy soldiers arranged by the young master of Donggui City.
The Ottoman soldier scratched his head after hearing this sentence, which he could understand individually but had no idea what it meant when put together.
"General, please stop teasing me. I know your literary talent is good, but we don't understand what you are saying!"
The general who was complimented finally sighed.
"My ancestor was a well-known general in the Han Dynasty. He had a strict upbringing and always read and read according to Han customs. Although times have changed, it has not changed.
One thing you need to know is that there is no rule without rules. Now that it is time to close the city gate, no matter who he is, he cannot open the city gate at will. If you think he shouts a slogan, we can let us open the city gate.
After the enemy also discovered this problem, thousands of enemies said that they were the young master's men and asked you to open the city gate. Do you want to open it or not? "
At this moment, the soldiers couldn't figure out what to do, and then they scratched their heads in embarrassment and spoke cautiously.
"But
The one below is really the young master's personal guard, we know him. "
"Yeah?"
The city gate guard sneered, "I'll tell you a story. It's said that the Han Dynasty was extremely powerful back then, but it eventually came to an end, just like our Ottoman predecessors who fought against the Huns also ended up in a strange place..."
This general started talking like he was singing an opera, talking about the Shu Han general Guan Yunchang who accidentally failed in Jingzhou.
The Ottoman version of careless Jingzhou came out, and these people couldn't help but wonder.
Is this true?
Leave a city and thousands of people to defend it?
Tens of thousands of people attacked the city. What a massive battle it was!
We only have a thousand people in one city.
The gap is huge!
The general who looked like he was singing in an opera on the top of the city snorted coldly again.
"You can know how vast our Han Dynasty is. If nothing else, it is our Han Dynasty that is fighting against you Xiongnu. No, that is wrong.
It should be the double wall with our Xiongnu against the Han Dynasty, which was the era of my ancestors.
When they fought against our ancestors, the Huns, do you know what the battle was like?
One man led 50,000 troops and defeated the Huns who were about the same number as himself. "
"What? At that time, our ancestors of the Huns could easily gather a team of tens of thousands of people. This was beyond imagination. If we are gathering a team of tens of thousands of people now, we would not have to use a large city to pull them together. Produce a large number of strong men?"
These soldiers were sighing here, and the man who claimed to be the descendant of a famous general in the Han Dynasty was very proud.
"No, our ancestors were also powerful figures back then, leading an army of one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand!"
One hundred thousand!
This again
It is an existence beyond imagination.
The fifty thousand just now frightened them inexplicably, and now a hundred thousand suddenly popped up. Just thinking about it made them feel unclear and very dangerous.
There is no limit to the number of people with ten thousand, let alone one hundred thousand!
Although the story told by the general was wonderful and touching, the scene was quite speechless.
An Ottoman soldier below the city kept yelling at the top of the city, while the general above the city was leading a group of his soldiers there to show off his storytelling ability. This was something that made the soldiers below the general present No matter how you look at it, you find it funny.
But fortunately, there was finally a soldier who looked down and said something in front of the general again.
"But General, he is the only one below. Even if he has a problem, nothing will happen. Moreover, he asked for herbs. Should we ask him what herbs he wants? Even if he is not allowed to come in, he can still come from the city. Just throw it over your head. When the young master from the province came back, it was really arranged by the young master. We did not let him enter the city or give him any herbs to make it difficult for the young master."
What this soldier said always made the general who was constantly talking about storytelling on the top of the city react.
"That's right. I only focused on showing off my abilities, but I forgot that I had to do the things arranged by the young master."
Then the general scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Look at me, I have even forgotten such a thing. I really shouldn't! Go and ask him what herbs he needs."
"It's the general."
The soldier who had spoken to dissuade the general hurriedly came to the edge of the city and looked down and shouted.
With.
"Tell me what herbs you need."
After the soldiers on the top of the city said this, the soldiers below the city were still shouting loudly.
"Hurry up and let me in. You can't afford the punishment for delaying the young master's affairs."
But when he said this, the people on the city became a little angry.
"I kindly asked you for mercy and asked you what medicinal materials you would like to give to you. How dare you say this?"
The soldier was still a little unhappy after underestimating, "Don't you know? There are no rules. The city gates should be closed when they should be closed. Who would dare to open the city gates for you without the order of the city lord?"
At this time, the soldier spoke very righteously. The soldiers arranged by Xiaohu below the city were at a loss for words and could only point at the top, "You... you... you know it is now What's going on? How dare you still be in this situation when I came to deliver the young master's order? If the young master is harmed by a thief, you will all suffer."
At this moment, the soldier spilled the beans and finally told the actual situation. The news exposed this time made the soldiers on the city wall unable to react for a moment and hurriedly came to their general's side. .
"The general seems to be the young master of our city, and something has gone wrong."
"Yeah?"
The general was disturbed one after another, and his temperament was no longer high. Instead, he came to the top of the city and looked at the soldiers below. He couldn't help but feel happy.
"It's you again. You are actually the young master's personal guard. I recognize you."
The general told him about the young master he often saw in Chengchi below, who used to stay in the city.
After the guard among them said this, the soldier hurriedly spoke in front of the general.
"General, please open the city gate for me quickly and let me go in to get herbs to exchange for the young master. Otherwise, if the young master is killed by a thief, you will not be able to bear the consequences."
This time the general reacted.
"What did you say? The young master was kidnapped by thieves. Such a thing happened. Where did the thieves come from so boldly? Just tell me what you need, and I will throw it down for you from the top of the city."
The words of the city guard almost made the soldiers below the city fall to the ground in fright.
"What kind of brain circuit do you have? I just thought you were going to send troops to rescue the young master, but you suddenly came up with such a bad idea, throwing down the herbs and letting me take it with me?"
Then the soldier was very dissatisfied and said, "We have all been controlled by the enemy. The remaining twenty or thirty of the more than a hundred cavalry have been killed in battle, and the remaining ones are all injured, even the young master is injured. Let's go." I'm back to get the herbs. Do you think I can bring so many herbs by myself? There are also twenty or thirty people injured by the enemy who ambushed us. How many herbs do you think I should bring? Should you arrange some help? Help me?"
